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To remain calm externally throughout the entire conversation was an easy thing to do, however problematic she believed the entire situation to be. There was a moment during which she had believed Ezimette to have been lucky, for her leaving had taken her far away from a beast that lacked control. She knew not where the female had gone, or if she even lived, but still had the thought crossed her mind. It was brief, however, waved away shortly after it’d appeared so that she could think clearly. It was not within her capabilities to change the emotions of those that surrounded her, for often did the mind work in mysterious ways; attraction as a whole had always been peculiar to her, and the situation with Jolon and Avannon only contributed to said opinion. It did not make sense to her, and likely never would, especially given the trauma that the pale woman had experienced.

There was a shift in the other female’s expression, as well as in the way she spoke. Asterr, of course, disagreed with her statement, having seen firsthand the evidence that proved the man was a monster. And yet, in spite of that, she had been kind enough to allow for him to not only remain within the lair, but to continue to mingle with the rest of the tribe and form relations. By making his supposed lover responsible for him, she was doing the both of them a favour. For that reason, she’d not appreciated the tone used with her at all. Yet, the dragoness did not snap at her. She kept herself together, then said, “You are welcome,” when thanks were given. The way she’d been spoken to had been ignored for now, though it had been added onto her growing frustrations. For how long it’d be now before she lost herself, it was unclear, but the buildup was slowly becoming overwhelming.

“I should go and check on the hatchlings,” Asterr stated, excusing herself. “I do hope that the rest of your day will go well. I will continue to think about your request.” With a nod of her head, the Chieftess would then move around the woman and head off towards her den, needing to be soothed by the smiling faces of her daughters.